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Acrylic on cabinet door

Nobody should ever listen to the voices coming from the blue doorway.

"There was nothing left of him"

Pencil Drawing

pen,ink and colored pencil on paper

Pen ink on paper, retouched in iPad

Noodlers ink with Copic Markers

Named for my feisty red-headed grandson. Like Mr. Heat Miser from the classic Rudolph movie.

nyc subway.

Fairy-tales lie. This frog didn't turn into a prince. Or a princess. At least the snack was nice.

Watercolor Illustration

I can't believe October is already here, and it's startling how fast time is moving. I shouldn't be up this late, but I wanted to make some art, especially given how today has been (8-3:15 'in school,' 3:15-10pm doing homework). The honest answer is I just feel down. I can usually phrase things better but my brain is fried. Everything is non-stop, the time I have to breathe seems to get shorter. Anyway, it's 11pm, I should get to bed.

After a stormy afternoon in downtown Miami the reflections are out. A feast for my eyes

#Swollen is the word for #inktober #day17. Because the city I live in is swollen from cars, buildings, humans, rats, pigeons, dirt and trash I considered the word to be proper for the problem of urbanization. Even if it's a natural transformation, it comes with a lot of issues. I see it as a concrete and steel monster eating the nature that stands in its way. © Maria!Bălan, 2018

You hear a whispered "hello" coming from your flowers.

Inktober day 13: Dahlia

Frank Zappa’s wit = always an inspiration!

Walking along and then there's a moose...